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'Now'Khan thought as she lowered her hands and folded them behind her back, then seemed to almost casually between the remaining Red and Orange. Which either yet lived, or in the event of both, she would coolly regard each in turn, before holding out a hand in a halting gesture to Bearrik. Even if only a brief moment, if the gesture at least left him confused, she dared to hope it gave off the illusion of control over the situation before saying the following in common, "This should be enough. One chance I give these. One chance to make selves useful."
Then she croaks in Grung for those that yet remained. Even without understanding the words, the tone felt cold yet haughty at the same time.
" D'Ahtken'kan is not without her mercy. I grant you a choice. You can live on in silence and perhaps shame forevermore as my subordinates... but safe from the story of this Gold's fall that will leave them tarnished and diminshed. Or, you can die with them, and bear the same black mark, your names forgotten, and your stories ending here in the belly of my beast... I suggest you choose more wisely than your fellows. I won't ask again."
Despite whatever it was she said, Ghee would recognize the subtle shift in stance as Khan poised herself for any need to go on the defensive at a moment's notice.
Movement: To 11H.
Action: Attempt to Intimidate remaining Grungs into submission with: 25.
Bonus Action: Spend 1 Ki and Enter Stone Toad Stance.
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When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
"Goblin?" his contempt for the amphibians attitude well and truly coming thorugh as he walks toward the group "Obviously your eye sight is none to good, so do your own dirty work" and with that Saros drops the spell and waits to see what unfolds....
Realizing the battle is all but won, Ghee approaches the two remaining enemies without immediately attacking. The albino dwarf also makes sure to be ready to defend in case the grungs get any ideas. In doing so, Ghee has a few extra second to breath in some fresh air and recover some of his stamina. (Ghee heals for 7 HP through the Dwarven Fortitude Feat.)
Meanwhile, Saroscomes out from behind a distant tree clearly annoyed at Khan's words. The gnome approaches the group {G-16} and drops his spell while challenging the orange grung to deal with her tribe's issue without his help.
Ang and Bearrik are not quite ready to call it quits just yet.
Ang shoots a warning shot at the red grung, forcing the creature to flinch and creating an opening for her leader to strike.
Wanting some sort of revenge for being left momentarily stunned, Bearrik moves forward {I-12, J-13} and welcomes the inimical orange frog back from its hypnosis with a "friendly" claw and fang combo. Now no grung from the attacking hunting party will leave this place unharmed. (Orange Grung takes 18 slashing and piercing damage.)
Khan decides it is time to capitalize on her grandiose deceit. She ignores the opening Ang created for her and instead offers mercy to her fellow grungs, albeit in a threatening way. The red grung throws its weapons to the ground and raises its hands. The orange grung looks menacingly at its red subordinate and bares its teeth. Nonetheless, after a second or two, it too drops its weapons.
"We surrender. You are now our hunting party's leader. We shall forever live with this shame."
YOU ARE NOW OUT OF INITIATIVE, BUT...
A moment after asserting her dominance on the losing grungs, Khan begins to have the impression the orange grung had more to say but that she cannot quite hear what it is croaking. For a moment, Khan feels like she is going deaf, almost like someone was trying to prevent her from hearing the surrender. The effect goes away as quickly as it came, and Khan's hearing sense is now functioning normally.
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Khan squints at the answering Orange, masking confusion and disorientation behind scrutiny of the tribesman, before then nodding as if simply accepting whatever was said. After a brief glance to Ghee to further confirm things, she would look to a likely still aggressive look Bearrik and say in Dwarvish, hoping the words would reach him better.
"We have reached an accord with these two. Calm yourself. They are no longer threats. I take it from here."
(@LT: Don't know if you really need it, but just in case, here's a persuasion roll to see if Khan's words reach him.)
If they do, she signals to Ang and by extension B'leep to stand down in a commanding signal croak. Beyond that, she trusted them to remain watchful, and perhaps see about looting anything of potential use from the bodies. A cold but pragmatic process that no Grung would look down upon save perhaps when it came to a Gold. And even then, their home was not so welcoming as to not punish the less pragmatic...
In any case, seeming unbothered by the near deafness experience, and in plain ignorance of Saros' barb, Khan address the Red and Orange in Grung as other things unfold elsewhere:
"Your wisdom is acknowledged. And fear not. When all is done, you will be given plenty of chances to regain some of your honor... under MY Leadership. And perhaps in doing so, absolve some of the fallen. The Golden One, however, has failed you too utterly to ever be redeemed. He chose weakness in not seeing the grandier strategy of these foreigners uses."
She shakes her head.
"But I shall not speak further ill of dead. There is work to be done. But first, I would know your names."There's a pause long enough for an answer, followed by a slow nod from Khan. "Then (insert names given), know that there may be other's that would dear to hunt the Great Khan, despite knowing my ascension to be inevitable, and my achievements to be above reproach. But you are highborns as well by own right, so I will offer a choice of assignments. You can travel alongside us in finding our lost hunting party -- for their our -ours- from this point on. Or, if you think you'll be more effective, be free to hunt down any other potential hunting parties for us and do whatever you can to delay or distract them, while staying safe yourselves. This, I offer as well, for only you know yourselves the best. And as Hunting Leader, I want you at your best, doing what you do best."
"Not as just mere muscle, as it feels as if that Gold treated you as so... and ever if asked what happened to the rest of your party, say it was those Batari goblins or the jungle itself that took them. That the gold got overconfident if need be, and ran afoul of a mantrap. These things happen, after all."She gives a very meaningful look.
Bearrik turns around slowly towards Khan, and growls at her. He takes a step towards her, and seems to swing his head towards the bruise left by her swing bullet.
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Khan, for her part, at least the decency to look apologetic prior to quickly adding a few more words in dwarvish:
"An errant shot, I assure you. I will... endeavor to focus on finding better angles. Though in turn, do not find fault later at my not taking risk that would spare you far greater hurts in the future."
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Wiping his hand on his grass skirt he offers something just as dirty as it once was to each of the new grung.
"Glad to meet ye both, wish it coulda been under friendlier circumstances, eh?"
Checking over his shoulder towards their camp, he adds,
"Would normally welcome ya both with a drink. Either you two spot a mug on the ground we can use that."
In turning to spy his battered tin mug on the ground, Ghee runs an eye over Darrik and Saros. Having come through a fight they both seem handy enough, although likely the dwarf has a temper that needs to be watched or released depending on situation.
Bleep descends the tree he was in and starts to search the fallen grung starting with the cluster of green and purple as Khan continues to converse with the two survivors.
All the while, he has a sense of satisfaction that his leader has put a hunting party not only into a similar position as theirs. But also, for her to have power over them.
The orange grung responds on the duo's behalf and in their native language:
"I am T'arb and this is G'oin. If it pleases you, Great Khan, the two of us will follow you from afar and intercept any other hunting parties in pursuit. We can you their lack of knowledge that we have joining your skilled hunting party to our advantage."
Then, Ghee approaches to talk to the new grungs. Khan uses this pause in the conversation to address Bearrik's concern about friendly fire, while Ghee shakes hands.
-> Ghee's CON saving throws {DC 12}: 7, 9
Though he takes no damage, for the next few seconds, Ghee can't help but feel an insatiable hunger and be afraid of his own companions. (@MB: Good luck RPing that!)
Separately, Bleep searches the dead. Among the greens, red, and purple grungs to the north, Bleep finds little of use. There are a few crude daggers, and a single shortbow. They have no armor pieces to offer, and harvesting poison from a dead grung is a fool's errand as it loses its potency within a minute or so. (@Drache: It is too late for this particular search, but feel free to roll investigation whenever searching for loot going forward.)
Other than that, this mish-mash of a hunting party simply goes back to focusing on their long rest. The two new recruits decide to rest with the party as well, and plan to leave in the morrow to start their "keeping an eye from afar" mission. (@All: if you are keeping watch, roll perception.)
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Ang will definitively investigate the different crates and bags that the grungs had. Investigation: 17 She will also participate in the watch. Perception: 22
As things seem to calm down after the flurry of battle, Saros is somewhat concerned with the way in which the alliances seem to shift and flow within the Grung order, so before Saros retires he he will spend 10 minutes in quiet meditation, thinking on the battle that was thrust upon them, then arise to seek out Khan, intent on breaking the ice "Your Grungs did exceptionally well, and it seems our skills can complement each other in that battle...what say you....are you starting to believe in the value of our alliance?"
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Suddenly flinching backwards away from his companions, Ghee press his hand to his stomach as a long, rumbling, gurgle is emitted. Looking sheepish and more than a little uncomfortable he looks around the group.
"Um, if it might please ya all, and... Only if ya agree... Well, um and why would ya agree when I'm a wee sniveling worm not worthy of ya time... But uhm, I would be grateful, eternally so if we... If I might be allowed... Something... Tae eat?"
His voice is quiet and hesitant, getting quieter as he slowly backs away from his companions.
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(@All: Oh this is a worrying running theme. That being Ghee failing so many poison saves despite advantage. XD)
Khan nods in both acknowledgement and agreement of whatever the Orange said, before gesturing to an open spot in camp for them to rest. It's only after seeing to her two new recruits, and looked to be considering what to do with the remaining Grung bodies when Ghee's wierdness and Bearrik's comment lures attention away.
"None taken." Khan smirked Bearrik. "A tasty Grung is dead Grung. Dead Grung contributes nothing. Grung that not contributes is worth nothing." She nods as if she just said something sagely, and then regards Ghee with a raised brow. Soon after it clicks, causing her to croak out a chuckle. "You not learn, it seems. Khan thought she teach before, but maybe Ghee too deep in cups at time, hm?" She asked jokingly. "Maybe not touch Grung in future. Especially not greater ones like Red and Orange. Not be so hungry or skittish... But you not worry. It go way soon enough. Go lay down." She half-suggests and half-commands with some mirthfulness to her voice.
Seeing that Ang (and hopefully B'leep) were still yet searching bodies, she waits until they are close before organizing moving the bodies further from camp, least they attract predators. A job she namely left to them... BUT, she would at least help in recovering anything of use from either Gold or the package laden one. While not the smartest of Grungs, she had saw it rub something on the Gold for some odd reason, and so would be eager to find that, assuming it hadn't been crushed under bodies or foot.
Later with Saros...
By the time everything else is settled, Khan wanted nothing more than to rest in her hammock, having completed it herself if need be. So, when Saros, made his approach, she stood once more and regarded him coolly. And at first, it would look as if she intended to answer with silence. But after looking past him to see if either of the dwarves were paying the two in particular mind, she says just quietly enough for his ears only:
For Muggs/Saros' (and maybe Lerus if curious) eyes only!:
"Listen closely, for I not repeat self... You dwarven 'friend' useful. Your magic... can be useful. Thus, I tolerate even company of foreign goblin.... But, turn magic upon either me or my hunting party again... and I snap scrawny necked goblin faster than he speak another word. Is Khan understood?"She states calmly, but stared sternly up at Saros; trying likely in vain to try an intimidate someone clearly taller than her.
(@Muggshill: With your passive insight, you get two things right off the back. One, she heard you cast a spell, and having saw noone else be affected by it, either put 2 and 2 together quickly or assuming you had something to do with her near deaf experience.)
(Secondly, between your various interactions so far, you get the feeling by this point that some of her hostility towards Saros stems from a dislike of goblins. And that she genuinely thinks Saros is one, having likely never seen a Deep Gnome -- let alone any gnomes. Whether he or someone else has come out and claimed him to be a Gnome prior to this night, I leave to you. Though if so, she yet seems fairly convinced he has blood ties to goblinoids so far.)
Bearrik will rush straight towards the orange grung, mauling him viciously.
(Using Reckless Attacks)
Attack: 18 Damage: 11
Attack: 26 Damage: 12
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(ooc: assuming Ang's hiding was successful)
In the shadows, Ang aims for the red grung with his crossbow.
Crossbow: 16 piercing damage non-magical 11
Sneak attack: 13
His bolt misses but uses this to taunt the red grunt, giving Khan some advantage (bonus action help)
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'Now' Khan thought as she lowered her hands and folded them behind her back, then seemed to almost casually between the remaining Red and Orange. Which either yet lived, or in the event of both, she would coolly regard each in turn, before holding out a hand in a halting gesture to Bearrik. Even if only a brief moment, if the gesture at least left him confused, she dared to hope it gave off the illusion of control over the situation before saying the following in common, "This should be enough. One chance I give these. One chance to make selves useful."
Then she croaks in Grung for those that yet remained. Even without understanding the words, the tone felt cold yet haughty at the same time.
" D'Ahtken'kan is not without her mercy. I grant you a choice. You can live on in silence and perhaps shame forevermore as my subordinates... but safe from the story of this Gold's fall that will leave them tarnished and diminshed. Or, you can die with them, and bear the same black mark, your names forgotten, and your stories ending here in the belly of my beast... I suggest you choose more wisely than your fellows. I won't ask again."
Despite whatever it was she said, Ghee would recognize the subtle shift in stance as Khan poised herself for any need to go on the defensive at a moment's notice.
Movement: To 11H.
Action: Attempt to Intimidate remaining Grungs into submission with: 25.
Bonus Action: Spend 1 Ki and Enter Stone Toad Stance.
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Advancing to F,12, Ghee sways slightly on the spot and waits for an attack from either grung.
(Spending 1 ki point for patient defence and spending one hit die to heal - 7 hp)
(OOC Cheating it slightly but that is one excellent intimidate roll.)
"Goblin?" his contempt for the amphibians attitude well and truly coming thorugh as he walks toward the group "Obviously your eye sight is none to good, so do your own dirty work" and with that Saros drops the spell and waits to see what unfolds....
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Realizing the battle is all but won, Ghee approaches the two remaining enemies without immediately attacking. The albino dwarf also makes sure to be ready to defend in case the grungs get any ideas. In doing so, Ghee has a few extra second to breath in some fresh air and recover some of his stamina. (Ghee heals for 7 HP through the Dwarven Fortitude Feat.)
Meanwhile, Saros comes out from behind a distant tree clearly annoyed at Khan's words. The gnome approaches the group {G-16} and drops his spell while challenging the orange grung to deal with her tribe's issue without his help.
Ang and Bearrik are not quite ready to call it quits just yet.
Ang shoots a warning shot at the red grung, forcing the creature to flinch and creating an opening for her leader to strike.
Wanting some sort of revenge for being left momentarily stunned, Bearrik moves forward {I-12, J-13} and welcomes the inimical orange frog back from its hypnosis with a "friendly" claw and fang combo. Now no grung from the attacking hunting party will leave this place unharmed. (Orange Grung takes 18 slashing and piercing damage.)
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19 13 12 6
Khan decides it is time to capitalize on her grandiose deceit. She ignores the opening Ang created for her and instead offers mercy to her fellow grungs, albeit in a threatening way. The red grung throws its weapons to the ground and raises its hands. The orange grung looks menacingly at its red subordinate and bares its teeth. Nonetheless, after a second or two, it too drops its weapons.
Taking a lead from Ghee, Khan stays ready for any incoming attacks. Without raising its hands, the other orange grung replies in the Grung language:
"We surrender. You are now our hunting party's leader. We shall forever live with this shame."
YOU ARE NOW OUT OF INITIATIVE, BUT...
A moment after asserting her dominance on the losing grungs, Khan begins to have the impression the orange grung had more to say but that she cannot quite hear what it is croaking. For a moment, Khan feels like she is going deaf, almost like someone was trying to prevent her from hearing the surrender. The effect goes away as quickly as it came, and Khan's hearing sense is now functioning normally.
NOW, YOU MAY DO AS YOU WILL.
Khan squints at the answering Orange, masking confusion and disorientation behind scrutiny of the tribesman, before then nodding as if simply accepting whatever was said. After a brief glance to Ghee to further confirm things, she would look to a likely still aggressive look Bearrik and say in Dwarvish, hoping the words would reach him better.
"We have reached an accord with these two. Calm yourself. They are no longer threats. I take it from here."
(@LT: Don't know if you really need it, but just in case, here's a persuasion roll to see if Khan's words reach him.)
Persuasion: 17.
If they do, she signals to Ang and by extension B'leep to stand down in a commanding signal croak. Beyond that, she trusted them to remain watchful, and perhaps see about looting anything of potential use from the bodies. A cold but pragmatic process that no Grung would look down upon save perhaps when it came to a Gold. And even then, their home was not so welcoming as to not punish the less pragmatic...
In any case, seeming unbothered by the near deafness experience, and in plain ignorance of Saros' barb, Khan address the Red and Orange in Grung as other things unfold elsewhere:
"Your wisdom is acknowledged. And fear not. When all is done, you will be given plenty of chances to regain some of your honor... under MY Leadership. And perhaps in doing so, absolve some of the fallen. The Golden One, however, has failed you too utterly to ever be redeemed. He chose weakness in not seeing the grandier strategy of these foreigners uses."
She shakes her head.
"But I shall not speak further ill of dead. There is work to be done. But first, I would know your names." There's a pause long enough for an answer, followed by a slow nod from Khan. "Then (insert names given), know that there may be other's that would dear to hunt the Great Khan, despite knowing my ascension to be inevitable, and my achievements to be above reproach. But you are highborns as well by own right, so I will offer a choice of assignments. You can travel alongside us in finding our lost hunting party -- for their our -ours- from this point on. Or, if you think you'll be more effective, be free to hunt down any other potential hunting parties for us and do whatever you can to delay or distract them, while staying safe yourselves. This, I offer as well, for only you know yourselves the best. And as Hunting Leader, I want you at your best, doing what you do best."
"Not as just mere muscle, as it feels as if that Gold treated you as so... and ever if asked what happened to the rest of your party, say it was those Batari goblins or the jungle itself that took them. That the gold got overconfident if need be, and ran afoul of a mantrap. These things happen, after all." She gives a very meaningful look.
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Bearrik turns around slowly towards Khan, and growls at her. He takes a step towards her, and seems to swing his head towards the bruise left by her swing bullet.
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(Rolling back a bit..)
Khan, for her part, at least the decency to look apologetic prior to quickly adding a few more words in dwarvish:
"An errant shot, I assure you. I will... endeavor to focus on finding better angles. Though in turn, do not find fault later at my not taking risk that would spare you far greater hurts in the future."
When you realize you're doing too much: Signature.
Wiping his hand on his grass skirt he offers something just as dirty as it once was to each of the new grung.
"Glad to meet ye both, wish it coulda been under friendlier circumstances, eh?"
Checking over his shoulder towards their camp, he adds,
"Would normally welcome ya both with a drink. Either you two spot a mug on the ground we can use that."
In turning to spy his battered tin mug on the ground, Ghee runs an eye over Darrik and Saros. Having come through a fight they both seem handy enough, although likely the dwarf has a temper that needs to be watched or released depending on situation.
Bleep descends the tree he was in and starts to search the fallen grung starting with the cluster of green and purple as Khan continues to converse with the two survivors.
All the while, he has a sense of satisfaction that his leader has put a hunting party not only into a similar position as theirs. But also, for her to have power over them.
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DM's Screen:
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The orange grung responds on the duo's behalf and in their native language:
"I am T'arb and this is G'oin. If it pleases you, Great Khan, the two of us will follow you from afar and intercept any other hunting parties in pursuit. We can you their lack of knowledge that we have joining your skilled hunting party to our advantage."
Then, Ghee approaches to talk to the new grungs. Khan uses this pause in the conversation to address Bearrik's concern about friendly fire, while Ghee shakes hands.
-> Ghee's CON saving throws {DC 12}: 7, 9
Though he takes no damage, for the next few seconds, Ghee can't help but feel an insatiable hunger and be afraid of his own companions. (@MB: Good luck RPing that!)
Separately, Bleep searches the dead. Among the greens, red, and purple grungs to the north, Bleep finds little of use. There are a few crude daggers, and a single shortbow. They have no armor pieces to offer, and harvesting poison from a dead grung is a fool's errand as it loses its potency within a minute or so. (@Drache: It is too late for this particular search, but feel free to roll investigation whenever searching for loot going forward.)
Other than that, this mish-mash of a hunting party simply goes back to focusing on their long rest. The two new recruits decide to rest with the party as well, and plan to leave in the morrow to start their "keeping an eye from afar" mission. (@All: if you are keeping watch, roll perception.)
Ang will definitively investigate the different crates and bags that the grungs had. Investigation: 17
She will also participate in the watch. Perception: 22
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As things seem to calm down after the flurry of battle, Saros is somewhat concerned with the way in which the alliances seem to shift and flow within the Grung order, so before Saros retires he he will spend 10 minutes in quiet meditation, thinking on the battle that was thrust upon them, then arise to seek out Khan, intent on breaking the ice "Your Grungs did exceptionally well, and it seems our skills can complement each other in that battle...what say you....are you starting to believe in the value of our alliance?"
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(OOC This is gonna be wild!)
Suddenly flinching backwards away from his companions, Ghee press his hand to his stomach as a long, rumbling, gurgle is emitted. Looking sheepish and more than a little uncomfortable he looks around the group.
"Um, if it might please ya all, and... Only if ya agree... Well, um and why would ya agree when I'm a wee sniveling worm not worthy of ya time... But uhm, I would be grateful, eternally so if we... If I might be allowed... Something... Tae eat?"
His voice is quiet and hesitant, getting quieter as he slowly backs away from his companions.
Bearrik seems to ripple and stretch, and then suddenly there's a grumpy green dwarf sitting there. He spits some blood out of his mouth.
"Damn. You grung taste horrible, no offense."
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OOC: I almost forgot:
-> Bearrik's CON saving throws {DC 12}: 19, 22
Nothing changes.
(@All: Oh this is a worrying running theme. That being Ghee failing so many poison saves despite advantage. XD)
Khan nods in both acknowledgement and agreement of whatever the Orange said, before gesturing to an open spot in camp for them to rest. It's only after seeing to her two new recruits, and looked to be considering what to do with the remaining Grung bodies when Ghee's wierdness and Bearrik's comment lures attention away.
"None taken." Khan smirked Bearrik. "A tasty Grung is dead Grung. Dead Grung contributes nothing. Grung that not contributes is worth nothing." She nods as if she just said something sagely, and then regards Ghee with a raised brow. Soon after it clicks, causing her to croak out a chuckle. "You not learn, it seems. Khan thought she teach before, but maybe Ghee too deep in cups at time, hm?" She asked jokingly. "Maybe not touch Grung in future. Especially not greater ones like Red and Orange. Not be so hungry or skittish... But you not worry. It go way soon enough. Go lay down." She half-suggests and half-commands with some mirthfulness to her voice.
Seeing that Ang (and hopefully B'leep) were still yet searching bodies, she waits until they are close before organizing moving the bodies further from camp, least they attract predators. A job she namely left to them... BUT, she would at least help in recovering anything of use from either Gold or the package laden one. While not the smartest of Grungs, she had saw it rub something on the Gold for some odd reason, and so would be eager to find that, assuming it hadn't been crushed under bodies or foot.
Later with Saros...
By the time everything else is settled, Khan wanted nothing more than to rest in her hammock, having completed it herself if need be. So, when Saros, made his approach, she stood once more and regarded him coolly. And at first, it would look as if she intended to answer with silence. But after looking past him to see if either of the dwarves were paying the two in particular mind, she says just quietly enough for his ears only:
For Muggs/Saros' (and maybe Lerus if curious) eyes only!:
"Listen closely, for I not repeat self... You dwarven 'friend' useful. Your magic... can be useful. Thus, I tolerate even company of foreign goblin.... But, turn magic upon either me or my hunting party again... and I snap scrawny necked goblin faster than he speak another word. Is Khan understood?" She states calmly, but stared sternly up at Saros; trying likely in vain to try an intimidate someone clearly taller than her.
(@Muggshill: With your passive insight, you get two things right off the back. One, she heard you cast a spell, and having saw noone else be affected by it, either put 2 and 2 together quickly or assuming you had something to do with her near deaf experience.)
(Secondly, between your various interactions so far, you get the feeling by this point that some of her hostility towards Saros stems from a dislike of goblins. And that she genuinely thinks Saros is one, having likely never seen a Deep Gnome -- let alone any gnomes. Whether he or someone else has come out and claimed him to be a Gnome prior to this night, I leave to you. Though if so, she yet seems fairly convinced he has blood ties to goblinoids so far.)
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